Dirty and broken
dreams fall like
slanted rain in
a hurricane.
Mud-faced youth
plummet to the
ground.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
Offline)
- Published: April 11th, 2025 17:24
- Comment from author about the poem: On my YouTube channel, I read from my recently published books, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, and It's Just a Hop, Skip, and Jump to the Madhouse. Both are available on Amazon.com www.thomaswcase.com my website.
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Comments5
Disheartened and dark this poetically describes the end of many dreams. Well done
Thank you.
Brilliant workππ»ποΈ
Thanks.
Welcome
This is brilliant, Thomas. A fave! Wonderful poem! πΉπ
Thank you.
You are most welcome, my friend!
great writing...
I appreciate it.
End of dreams, brilliant writing, enjoyed
Thank you.
You are very welcome
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